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Her clear green eyes were open long before the alarm clock rang.
And when it finally did, she systematically stuck her arm out across the table to pound on the black button over its top, before calmly pushing out of bed.

This is it. This is the day.
Holy feces am I really gonna do it?
Of course you’re going to do it. And if you’re gonna swear, you might as well make it sound good. Feces just comes out stupid.
But… but, what if he shoves me away?
Honey. He already does shove you away.
…And if he does something worse?
You’re ready for the worst of the worst.
Do you really think it’s worth it?
W-Worth … Of course its-… DUH! You’ve only been dying to do this since that incident in the alley across the toy store when you were seven.
… Alley across the toy store? Seven?

... Uh huh.

What alley across the toy store?! And seven?? Thinking stuff like that at age SEVEN?
Tsk-tsk…, I can’t believe you don’t remember.
For your information, inner-self, I happen to have an excellent, accurate, unbeatable memory and …no way! You! You’re making that up-
She stopped as she realized she’d been doing it again.
The girl’s eyebrows pulled up all the way past her forehead and she yanked at her bed-head.
“Why am I talking to you!!?” she squeaked incredulously.

Well, obviously - the voice of her inner self scoffed - you need the advice… I’ve taken it upon myself to appear as the more rational, sane one this morning. And you, my dear, looking like THAT-
Sakura blinked just in time to see her delirious eyes and explosion of wild hair in the mirror.
… Yes. That expression EXACTLY, does help reinforce my point. Thank you.

“…I’m gonna do it… I’m really gonna do it.” Sakura murmured with disbelief, ignoring her annoying inner-self and pressing a sweaty palm to her forehead as she paced the room in her fluffy, pink rabbit slippers.
“I’m actually entertaining the thought of doing this… Oh geez. My heart… about to explode.” She groaned, shutting her eyes. “Ohhhh…Ohhhh feces-crap-waste-stool-defecation-poop… Holy poop. Holy-”
Just say shit.
“Shut up, goddamn it!!!” the girl shrilly snatched out.
…Oh. The voice in her head leered. And THAT you can say? Oh, so sensible.
“You win… okay? Alright? Just scoot over, take your blackness with you, shrink or whatever… just gimme some room to think for a moment.”
Why think? Just… kiss him.

At the word ‘just’, she’d still been listening. But when the next two words followed, her heart had officially noted the escape route that was her throat and hurled itself at it.
Sakura choked for a moment. And before she could do anything, the thought of him slipped into her mind.
His face inching closer, those lips whispering warm heated words up her chin, his eyes - deep, beautiful, coal-black, falling shut as his arms pulled her forward to press against that solid, aching, heated body. She would rub against him… and he would lift his head with a sexy, low groan of unsuppressed pleasure, mouth opening, to reveal that soft, wet tongue, licking at lips… slipping out and-
“Holy poooop!!!” The girl shrieked out in absolute fandom.
Yes, hella good morning.
The heat came flooding into her cheeks, pumping out the initial paleness.
Funny, the temperature in the room seemed to measure up to the flare of the sun outside.
Just wonderful. Sasuke-kun should find the ‘red beet’ skin-tone extremely attractive.
Flustered, crimson faces were just SUCH an irresistible turn-on.

Well, at least the color goes well with your dress; inner-self provided with a shrug.

“Ignoring you now.” Sakura breathlessly called out at the empty room while fanning a hand across her warm face and padding into the small bathroom.


He could hear the agitated silence behind him bunching up against one corner of the classroom. Every now and then someone would giggle or clear their throat.
Right now, it was whispering. And he could hear every word.
“Okay, okay. Stop shaking, relax. Yes, I KNOW it’s difficult… oh my god, are you still breathing?! … Are you… You’re turning purple.”
He closed his eyes and exhaled, resting his chin into his hands as he counted down the agonizing minutes.
Ridiculous girls. Stupid, nitwits in frilly dresses and ribbons, brainless morons who stared at him for hours on end and looked away the moment he caught them watching.
And that was everyday. Sure. Yeah.
He was used to it. He could deal with that.
But today…
Today was different.
Today was that one day girls evolved into even more desperate blood-thirsty creatures.
Possibly the worst day of the year for him.


“Ah… Happy V-V-Valentines Day… Sasuke-kun…”
He didn’t bother opening his eyes. Happy? Hah, anything but.
There was a sound of something being pushed across the desk.
How many was that now? … The seventh in the first 10 minutes since he sat.
Joy, a new record.

Without another thought he opened his eyes, saw the letter on the table and pushed it away.
“You’re wasting your time.” He stated.

“I-I… thought maybe you could-“
“I won’t.”
“B-but… I worked hard on-”
“I don’t do dates, I don’t need a free meal, no help with imaginary homework, I won’t spend the day getting to know you. There’s nothing else you could possibly be offering. I’m not interested.”

Sniffling.
He didn’t bother looking up. Just closed his eyes.
Finally, he heard the letter being snatched back and the owner, whoever she was, walking away.

Barely a few seconds passed and already Sasuke heard another voice.
“-troublesome little… ehem. To my dearest Sasuke-kun, I adore you with all my soul-“
“Shikamaru…? What the hell is this?”
The boy standing beside him lowered the paper in his hands and sighed. “Ino said the only way you would listen is if another boy read you a confession of love. I didn't want to do this. But I don’t want her bothering me for the rest of the semester. It’s annoying. So-” Shikamaru dangled the letter, “just listen, it’s barely 5 minutes long.”
“5 minutes…” Sasuke dragged out.
“Okay… maybe…6 or 7… I’ll read it fast. From-that-first-time-I-bumped-into-you-I’ve-been-captivated-You’re-eyes-are-like-smoldering-embers-burning-the-recesses-of-my-“
“Okay stop. Damn it, just stop. I’m taking a walk.”
“lonely-heart-you-are-the-breath-I-take-the-presence-at-every-“
“If you wanna walk out of the academy with two legs, Narra… I suggest you shut up. Now give me that!”

From her observation post beside all the other girls at the end of the room, Ino saw Uchiha Sasuke stand and snatch the letter from Shikamaru’s grasp. She let out a light squeal into her palms as the other girls gave her cheers and pats to the back.
Yes! Yes! Finally! He’s gonna read it! Oh, Sasuke-kun… dearest, dearest darling, all these years of rejection have been worth it. If it means you’re finally going to-

“What are you doing…?” Shikamaru said in a low, dead voice.
Sasuke made a break-down of seals before pinching the letter between his fingers and blowing sharply on it.
The middle caught fire and he continued to hold the letter up, studying it as the flames consumed half of the lengthy writing.
“Aaahhh, no, no… Ino will be bitchin’ about this forever…” Shikamaru moaned. His voice drowned out by the multitude of girlish shrieks at the back of the class.

Sasuke just grunted, walking down the aisle and towards the door. He dumped the blackened letter into a metal trash can before disappearing out into the hallway.

“Ahhh!!! Sasuke-kun, when will you see how much I love you, adore you, respect you...” The girl sobbed in frustration.
I’ll follow him out. I’ll declare my love for him. And I won’t take no for an answer.
Ino resolutely clenched a fist and after a moment, she tore away from the rest of the girls and their low disappointed murmurs.


Okay. Okay calm down. But I can’t!!! Oh god, I won’t….
NO. I will. I WILL do it.

Just do it. Inner-self sighed.

Sasuke-kun, I love-… I mean… Happy Valentines Day. NO! I won’t even have a chance to put that in, he’ll be turning away, he’ll be ignoring me already.

Just kiss him. Just walk right up to him and don’t think about anything else. Just make sure it lands on his lips.

His first kiss. My first kiss.
I should be prepared for anything.
Does Sasuke-kun punch girls?

… A slap would hurt less.

A boy doesn’t slap a girl I’ve never heard of such a thing.

...Just a thought.

Sakura pulled her bag higher over her shoulder and held her hands together, trying to stop the slight trembling of her fingers.
Oh my god. Her eyes looked up. There it is, the academy. Oh iffin’poop. Poop. Defacation-crap.
I can do this.
I will do this.

… He might even like it.

At the voice of Inner-self, she was squealing.
Stress and smitten slamming into her at the same time. Sakura suppressed the sound with a hand to the mouth as her eyes tightly squeezed shut.

… That is, if you manage not to swear like that in front of him. Just say shit.

“Shut up.” Sakura mumbled as she entered the yard.

Sasuke-kun. She loved the sound of that name.
Sasuke-kun. Sahs-keh.
Beautiful.
Uchiha Sasuke. Shivers up her spine.
Sexy.
She looked up and screamed.
“Sasusexykun….se… SASUKE-”
“Kun.” The girl chased out, with a slight, flustered bow.
The boy raised his head and his obsidian eyes swept over her for a brief moment before his hands slipped into his pockets and he lowered his face, pushing forward with a tightly clenched jaw.

No. Not her. Of all students to come in at this precise moment, of the two genders.
It just had to be Haruno Sakura. It HAD TO BE A GIRL. Another creature just as blood-thirsty as that other idiot-female, Ino.

Keep walking. Get away, keep walking.


“Sasuke-kun!!!?”
Speak of the demon.
The boy clenched his jaw and almost pushed into a jog as he heard the other blonde girl’s voice call out to him from a few meters away.

Ino!? Already?!
Sakura’s eyes widened and then turned into a narrowed glower. So that girl was trying to beat her to him. This early in the day? HAH! Bring it on. That ditzy, pork-stick on two legs… Think I won't be putting up much of a fight, huh?
He’s MY Sasuke-kun! MINE!

Wake up! Eyes here, honey. HERE! He’s getting away! Inner-self screeched.

Sakura snatched her head up and frantically looked to the side. The flash of blue beside her, so close she could touch it.

Okay, hun! Pull him NOW!

For some reason, Ino knew the girl would step sideways and grab at Sasuke-kun. With that look of determination coming over that grotesquely, exaggerated forehead-growing-a-face, it was downright predictable.
But Sakura had twirled him and was leaning forward with her lips puckered now.
Yes. Call it intuition, an epiphany, a rival’s gut-feeling. But Ino swore she recognized a would-be kiss in the making.
“NO WAY, forehead-girl! His FIRST KISS is MINE!” The blonde girl growled with a startling machismo that could have made her cringe if she weren’t so panicked.
And then she’d pushed her fingers together in a diamond-seal and shouted “HEART to HEART!”
Yeah, too bad Sakura, better luck next time.
I’m going to have that first kiss even if I have to stay in your rotten body to claim it.
“Sakura! What the fu-“ Sasuke didn’t finish the obscenity. Because shock had taken over. Complete, stunning shock as he was yanked forward.
His eyes widened when he saw the strange flash of resolve in her stare and suddenly the girl’s face was closing in.

No. I’m not gonna allow this.
Sasuke’s eyes flashed dangerously, and he moved his hands up to shove her away.
A millimeter between skin and something white flashed, knocking her pink-hair forward.
Her shoulders slipped past his fingers. And her face… Oh fuck no.
AUGH!!! His mind screamed as he felt the solid knock of her mouth landing on his.
The sensation of her lips had barely struck when he felt something else slam into him.
This sensation shoved from everywhere. And then his breath rushed out from his lungs and he was flying, light and weightless into endlessness.

This feeling… Sakura saw the blinding white light. And it was just as she read it described in all her mother’s romance novels. The sudden shock, the sensation of floating, of not knowing where the ground was anymore, of drifting into beautiful heavens of… Darkness?
She was just about to open her eyes at the oddity when another shock came and the feeling of the mouth in front of her came flooding back.
For a moment she might have felt like she wasn’t in her body but ohhhh…
This wonderful, glorious warmth and softness. The world was gushing back.
The weight in front of her seemed to relax… or slump, either way it was a good thing. And in her mind Sakura shrieked happily amidst the sudden silence.
Where was Inner-self?
It was much too quiet without her.
Ah, well.
She continued to kiss him. Those wonderful lips… they were coming to life.
She felt the response, shy and hesitant.
Oh the kages are good.
Sasuke-kun… was enjoying it.
Yes, he likes it!!!
The knowledge was sweet and her chest was seconds from bursting.
Sakura was so happy she could weep.

Ino didn’t know if she should be exhilarated or downright miserable.
Yes.
Sasuke-kun was kissing back. Quite insistently in fact and it felt wonderful.
But…this was Sakura’s body.
Did that mean… He actually liked-was even considering-wanted… Saku-
NO. OH, HELL NO! She wouldn’t even consider that.
Before the blonde girl could think of anything else, she heard a loud rumbling female voice shake the walls of the mind around her.

“What the HELL do you think you’re doing??”

Ino’s eyes widened and she frantically spun around in the darkness.
“What! Who’s there!?-”
“I should be the one asking that! And now that I know it’s you, Ino-pork-on-two-legs, I’m not gonna hesitate on this next move. EXIT or I will pound you and send out whatever is left through skin pores.”

The blonde girl was stunned, and she blinked a few times into the sudden quiet.

“Holy SHIT Ino-pork, move it!” the voice swore with a cry. “Are you not threatened?! GIT!”
If the blonde had legs she would have fallen over.
“Sakura…?” Ino stubbornly whispered as her baby-blue eyes widened in confusion.

“…That be your last word then?...” the voice echoed mildly.
“Well, here’s mine: … Sayonara!”

The girl felt a fist. An actual fist grab at her.
Ino barely had time to cry out when she was tossed into emptiness and then flung forward. Her essence slammed into a wall before she was once again pulled backwards to the sound of Sakura’s wicked laughter.
Was this the inner will of forehead-girl toying with her? What was happening?!
The Yamanaka clan’s basic technique never failed!
She’d spent years perfecting it and still this- this little pathetic Sakura had the wills, the impossibly-complex mind-power to force her out??
I have to get out. I’m gonna die.
“You win this round, Sakura. And this is nothing but a pathetic mercy-kiss because you won’t get to grab another one again!” The blonde girl cried out in frustration. And then she’d formed the release seal, thumping with a backwards jerk out of the pink-haired girl.

Sasuke was hurtling. He felt no weight, no breath and thank god no feelings.
“Where am I? What is this place? It’s bright all around. Is Sakura still-”
SAKURA.
He was going to give her a full-blown beating.
And he didn’t give a damn if she was a girl.
What the hell was she thinking? She has no right to do this to me?! Disgraceful, pathetic little-
The thought disappeared because something was pulling him backwards.
And then he slammed into solidity.
Suddenly he could feel the ground, sounds, sensation, everything flowing back.
His knees felt weak and he buckled backwards.

Sakura felt the body in front of her jerk down and then the mouth leaving hers.
A muffled thump to the grass.
Sasuke-kun?

She opened her eyes.
Oh. My. God…
Well, tsk. How embarrassing is this??
I fell over! On my first kiss!-
Oh pathetic.
Seeing herself on the ground, groaning and- “OH MY GOD!!! I’M DEAD!” Sakura suddenly hollered, eyes flying wide open as she stumbled back.
“I can see my body looking at me- my BODY, holy poop, I’m-… WHAT’S WITH THIS VOICE?!”

All Sasuke could see as he blinked was white.
Suddenly a long scream was piercing into his ears.
Was that him screaming? Was something wrong with him?
But his mouth was closed!
The boy blinked, trying to focus on something. Anything.
And then bits of vision came - The green of the trees and grass, a very familiar blue in front of him…

“-OH my God. Ohmygod. Ohmygod.”
The person in front was mumbling. A boy.

And that was when Sasuke decided to squint and focus.
The sight that greeted him was too much.
A long bubble of sounds and words rose from his throat.
Sasuke flung himself back with a squeal.
A squeal? Uchiha Sasuke DOES NOT squeal.
“Ah god!!!! It's ME!!! What the fuck is going on here? I’m-that’s… THIS VOICE!” He hollered.
It came out as a shriek.
A horrible high-pitched, squeakiness.
That annoying voice, he’d know it anywhere. It was a living nightmare he dealt with every damn day.
Haruno Sakura’s voice.

Sasuke knew the sound came from him. He forced a swallow and steadied his breaths even when his vision was threatening to darken. He convinced himself not to be a chicken. After closing his eyes and exhaling, he looked down.
Pink danced along his peripheral vision and his heart gave a sick lurch.
A red dress with white lining, oh god kill me now. I’m wearing her red dress.
His hands struck out to yank at the material and he stopped when he noticed the smaller, slimmer fingers on his hands.
These hands! He NEVER went for manicures!
…And these fingernails had pine-green nail polish!?
What a sick joke! This is all a joke. A dream. He was asleep.
One of the girls he rejected must know lots of genjutsu.
Yes, that’s rational. That’s logical. Breathe. This is all just-
“Sakura!!!” He finally screeched in vehement anger as he pulled himself to a stand.
God how he hated that high, cracking voice.

“Sasuke-kun…”
The voice that came out was definitely Sasuke’s.
Low, deep and quietly commanding.
She licked her lips and even the motion felt different.
The girl tested her legs and felt solid power.
She touched at the blue collar, felt down the arms and chest.
How weird.
Her hands stroked over and over along the flat chest until a flash of red distracted her and she looked up into her own glowering face.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!? STOP THAT.”

“Sasuke-kun… Is that you? How did this happen…?” Sakura asked, listening still to the delicious hum of his voice leaving her own lips.
“I was hoping YOU had the answer to that!” Her own voice snapped at her.

Silence.

“…Ino.” Sasuke suddenly said, turning his pink head sharply to the academy doors.
His green eyes swept out across the grass and settled on the unconscious form lying near the cement path.
“This isn’t funny. How many of you girls are in this? Sick Valentines joke is it?-“
On the ground, Sakura opened her mouth to speak, but her physical body was already stalking off.
“I’m waking that idiot up-and just WAIT-“ Sasuke snarled, giving her a violent glower,
“…Till I deal with you, Sakura.”

The girl blinked for a moment, before pushing up on one hand and studying her white shorts. She continued to stare down the legs and sideways at her bluish-black locks.
Sasuke-kun’s hair.
This body. His.
Sakura touched her fingers to the flesh of one pale arm and grinned.
Sasuke-kun. All to myself.

She parted her new mouth and formed the first words that came to mind.

“I love no one else. Just you, Haruno Sakura.”

The voice brought goose-bumps up her arms and neck.
It was the way she’d always dreamed Sasuke would say it.
The girl pushed her arms together and cracked a love-fool grin.

In the distance, she could see her body violently shaking an unconscious Ino.
And after a moment’s irritation at the sight of the girl, she finally sighed and stood.

This isn’t my body. You’re still in bed Uchiha. You MUST be.
This isn’t my body.
No, not…this-this little red dress, this weird pink hair, this pitiful excuse for an academy student.

… I’m
… I’m a girl.
A GIRL.
Sasuke couldn’t take it. He tore out with a frustrated groan and proceeded to shake the unconscious blonde under him even harder.
Oh sandaime’s godship I’m stuck in a screechy, romance-obsessed, wretchedly useless body. THIS is the WORST fucki- “YAMANAKA!!! WAKE UP, DAMN IT!”

“I wonder what happened… to us.”
“You know damn well what happened, you conniving little-“
“No! No, I don’t Sasuke-kun. Please, I wouldn’t do something like this!”
“And THAT’S all part of your little act too. I’m not stupid, Sakura.”
“I-“
“Hnh…” Sasuke smirked fiercely.
For some reason it still appeared distinctly “Uchiha” on his new girl face.
“You think I don’t see what you’re doing? You girls are planning to take my body. To have it date each and every one of you, force it to say the sick, twisted things you’ve always wanted to hear from me… Oh, I KNOW, usuratonkachi. And don’t even THINK of making my body touch anything remotely resembling girl-skin, or use it to… to-”
Sasuke choked at the next thought before he narrowed his green eyes with as much intimidation as he could muster from her innocent face.
“To… do whatever things freaky women-minds think about, because once that happens…”
Sasuke’s eyes flashed

“I will take you down, Sakura. Take you down until you never knew there was an existence of ‘up.’ I will make the rest of your academy days, the rest of your LIFE a living hell. Until the day comes that you won’t want to get out of bed, won’t want to eat, or sleep, or move, or breathe…”

Sasuke saw his physical body take a step back, bandaged legs trembling ever so slightly as his dark eyes blinked fearfully at him.
“Yes. Think about that…” Sasuke snarled with newfound anger, and he dropped Ino with a dull thunk.
“I’ll give you a present, Sakura. I’ll give you long torturous hours. And I’ll make sure there’s only one outcome…”
Sasuke saw the hand bunch into his blue shirt and heard the frantic gasps coming from his body as she panicked.
It was working quite wonderfully on her. He could practically smell the fear.
Well, he did have a talent for aggressive verbal lashing.
“…DEATH, Sakura. You will inevitably DIE from my assault. I will make sure of that.”
Sasuke looked up at her, the greens of his irises were swirling with terrifying hatred and finality. And the fine pink-tinged eyebrows were contortedly drawn to the middle of her forehead.
Looking at herself, Sakura didn’t know she was capable of such a frightening expression.
A terribly bad feeling swept through her as she realized Sasuke-kun hated her now more than ever.
All her fantasies and dreams of winning him over, all of it shattered and fell into nothing. She would never be able to erase this or take this back.
How did this happen? She was sure Ino held the answers. But why would her rival do this if she knew it would bring Sasuke-kun closer to her?
But it didn’t, she realized, he despised her now, he was farther away than ever.
…Was this Ino’s plan all along??
It was working. She’s finally destroyed my chances. Sakura thought with a slight tremble of bottom-lip.
Ino finally… won.

Suddenly Sasuke was hearing the sniffle. The sound made him jerk up.
The dreaded sniffle that always started something worse.
He closed his mouth when he heard the awkward little sob coming from his boy voice-box.
Oh no.
No. No. No.
“Sas-..uke-kun, I-I… Please believe me… I don’t know what’s going on. I’m just as-“
His body was jerking at the shoulders as Sakura sucked in mouthfuls of air.
“-just as scared as you are. I don’t know how this- happened…”
“Stop. Stop it, Sakura.”
“I’m so sorry, Sasuke-kun. I’m sorry… I wanted to kiss you because I’ve loved you, admired you for so long. I just wanted you to like me. I didn’t care if you were going to punch me afterwards or slap me or-”
“-SLAP you…?” Sasuke uttered sharply with arched pink eyebrows.
“-I just wanted to prove to myself that I loved you enough. Enough to get past the embarrassment and the shame of rejection…“

Sasuke opened his mouth to tell her that a tear was threatening to slip down the right cheek of his face and that he would NOT IN A HUNDRED YEARS allow himself to cry.
But the low voice continued to talk.
“I just wanted you to know how much I love you. I do-”
Sasuke saw the large teardrop quiver before it finally streak down one pale cheek.
Ah. Wonderful. There goes my reputation.

“I love you.” Sakura whispered brokenly. And the declaration sounded much too weird, coming from his own mouth.
“…Please, don’t be mad Sasuke-kun.” She cried out.
The pink head below slowly lifted. It was like looking at a mirror and watching a home video at the same time.
An expression came over her green eyes, and the Sasuke she knew was inside her, gave a little snort and wearily looked away.
After a moment, he gave the slumbering Ino a renewed stare of death before he finally got up.
“C’mon, we’ll report this to the infirmary-“
“Our… body switch?”
“No, dobe.” Sasuke rolled his jade-green irises before tilting his chin down.
“I meant this idiot-girl.”
“Oh. Of course… yes, idiot-girl. Idiot.” She enjoyed saying the word. For some reason it rolled off her tongue naturally, and sounded more sexy than insulting. “But what are we going to do before she wakes up?”
“Well-” Sasuke crossed his slender arms and he almost jerked at the unfamiliar fleshiness of chest that pressed against his skin. “AHH damn it! Damn this! Say NOTHING. Stay unnoticed and when Yamanaka finally regains consciousness I will-“
“We.” Sakura corrected him on reflex.
She almost started crying again when he fixed her with a cold, ruthless stare.
“Fine. WE will return to our bodies. And pretend this never happened. That is…”
Sakura swallowed when she caught the intimidating spark in the green eyes in front of her.
“That is, Sakura, after I teach you never to touch me, or come near me again.”
Sasuke almost felt bad when he saw the deflated expression in his familiar onyx eyes.
Thank god, he didn’t practice that expression. He looked utterly helpless. And he was NEVER utterly helpless.
Personally, I don’t agree with that statement.
“WHAT?!” Sasuke choked out, and Sakura jumped at the sudden shriek.

Well, yes… See right now, you’re powerless to do anything. And I think that pretty much qualifies as “utterly helpless,” don’t you?
“Oh GOD.” The boy moaned in an unusually high octave before pressing at his temples and gripping his pink hair.
I have women in this head.
Just one. came the giggly voice.
“AUGH!!!” Sasuke hollered. Again it came out as a shriek.
He clenched his teeth and grabbed the body in front of him, shaking hard at the blue collar.
“Saaaakura...”
She blinked at him, flinching when he finally lifted his green eyes.
“…There’s a voice… in this head….” He forced out tight puffs and his fingers stiffened over her shoulders. “-CONVERSING with me.”
“Oh.”
Just like that. ‘Oh.’
As if it was the most natural thing in the world. ‘Oh.’
The face in front of Sasuke tilted a bit to the side, and the coal-gray eyes blinked before the lips stretched out into a smile.
“That’s Inner-self.”
“Inner-se-what?”
The disbelief was starting to come again. He felt light-headed. Numb.
No. He was not going to panic.
C’mon Uchiha. Calm down.
Girls are strange creatures.
That’s why boys never understand them.

Take deep breaths. It brings more oxygen into the brain and keeps you from-

“Shut up.” Sasuke whispered shrilly between clenched teeth.
… Well, excuse ME. Inner-self scoffed.
“I’m sorry!”
“Not YOU, idiot. Inner-self.”
Great. Now he was calling the voice by its name.

Something trilled loudly and soon smaller children were darting past the two student’s legs.
“That’s the bell.” Sakura said, turning towards the academy doors.
“We have 10 minutes.”

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t.” Sasuke mumbled before exhaling sharply.
“I’m going to the infirmary.” She watched him yank at her tight red dress before walking away.


Sakura enjoyed the way Sasuke’s body felt on her. The feeling of power in her muscles, the way the floppy, loose collar of his shirt and baggy shorts made it much easier to move around. She was swinging her head left and right, watching the short black bangs whip across her vision, giggling to herself when she glanced up and found herself mirroring the stare of a younger girl.

The lower-classman gave the boy-in-blue a wide-eyed look.
This was… Uchiha Sasuke.
Upper year level. Top of the class.
Perfect ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu academy-level user.

“Hi!” Sakura grinned and her obsidian eyes sparkled with clear sunlight.
Hi? Did he just say HI to her?
“I… Hi-hello, Sasuke-senpai!” the girl stuttered.
With each uttered word her eyes got wider and wider.
After a moment, it just looked scary.
A second passed and the girl laced her hands together, tilted sideways and blushed.
It was then Sakura stopped smiling.
What was she doing!? She was only winning over more admirers.
Another girl is another rival.
Sasuke-kun is mine, her mind roared.
“Get away from me.” Sakura bit out.

The girl’s sweet smile sank and she gave Uchiha Sasuke a weird look before frowning and walking off.


“Yamanaka Ino is outside on the lawn.”
The nurse blinked at the mumbling pink-haired girl with a dark glower in front of her.

“Excuse me?”

“YAMANAKA INO. YAMANAKA.” The girl snapped impatiently.
“Female with blonde hair, purple outfit, lots of bandages, gargantuan-stupidity? She passed out on the lawn.”
“I… see.” The nurse slowly nodded, pursing her lips.
“If you could just keep that idiot here until I come back to kil-…I mean, to take her home?”
“Yes, yes, of course.” The woman said, confused. “Is .. everything alright, Sakura? You seem-“
“-Wonderful.” Sasuke cut her off. His hands reached up to slip into his pockets when he remembered there were none on the red dress he was wearing.
“…I’ll be back.” He muttered with flaring hostility before stalking out of the clinic.


“No. Forget it, girlie.”
“But Sasuke-kun, I spent a week composing this song for you and if you would just-“
“I SAID NO! God, are you stupid? I’m not interested in you!...”
Sakura blew at a lock of raven hair that had slipped across her eye.
She wanted to say something else…
So badly…
And before she could contemplate, the words had flown past her lips.
Past Sasuke’s perfect lips, in his perfect tenor drawl.

“I’m not interested in anybody-”
Oh, come on! Just toss it in already.
“-Except… Haruno Sakura.”

There was a crash of wood and a vibration of trembling string sounds.
The girl had just dropped her guitar along with her lower jaw, which was, at the moment, very close to touching the classroom’s cement floor.
“…Y-Yes!” Sakura faltered for a moment before re-surfacing with a large grin, and her voice pressed dangerously low in what she knew was a deliciously sexy way.

“Just… Haruno Sakura.”

At first there were a few gasps. Mostly from the females. One from Kiba.
And then a silence pressed into the room.
Well, an almost-silence anyway.
All anyone could hear was the incessant crinkling of foil as Chouji dug into his potato chips.
His beady eyes were unusually large as he stressfully stuffed more and more pieces into his mouth. He barely blinked now as he stared at the raven-haired boy in front of him.

And then another higher, lighter, girl’s voice pierced the air.
“Sasuke-KUN? Just WHAT are you SAYING?”
All the heads in the classroom turned to the pink-haired student latching on with both arms to the doorframe. Her slim eyebrows were arched and twitching, her jaws had hardened and her fingers appeared ready to tear the wooden frame out of its place in the walls.

The girl with the broken guitar started to sniffle.

Sakura suppressed the urge to cringe from inside the boy’s body.
Oh no. Oh why did I HAVE to say that. How much did he hear?
Stupid. Stupid.
But if I can’t go out with him than no one can.
Selfish. Selfish.

“I was just… telling them-“
“There’s no way AT ALL that you could possibly like me. Isn’t that RIGHT?” The green eyes flashed in warning.
“Yes… I mean No! I mean… No..ohhh-”

“Give me that.” Sakura heard her girly voice bark.
And she watched her slim fingers fly forward, snatching the large bag of potato chips away from Chouji’s hands.
He gasped.

And then everyone in the class gasped as the pink-haired Haruno Sakura proceeded to hastily reach into the over-sized aluminum bag. She withdrew more than a handful of chips and stuffed the fried, messy, greasy mountain all at once into her gaping mouth.
Chouji’s eyes were particularly large and threatening.
“My… favorite extra-hot … extra-fried barbecue-flavored chips-”

“All mine.” The girl, that was actually Sasuke, growled in between chewing.
Green eyes narrowed as she shoved another handful into her mouth.

“But that’s JUNK FOOD! Oh god, the calories. The CALORIES!”
Everyone in the class gasped again as the raven-haired Uchiha Sasuke came forward, trying, clumsily to snatch the bag out of the girl’s hands.
“Stop it! Stop EATING! Ohhh I worked so hard on- YOUR figure, Sakura… Think about your FIGURE!!!” the raven-haired boy’s voice hollered and fluctuated.

“Tell everyone, then! …What you REALLY think of me. The truth-” The pink-haired girl pointedly stated before particles caught in her throat and she started to cough, bits of half-chewed barbecue-powdered chips flying every which way.
Some girls gave light shrieks and drew away disgusted.

In Sasuke’s body, Sakura could do nothing but stare, hands twisting incessantly at the Uchiha shirt.
Her reputation would be soiled. And with the Akimichi Clan’s specially-fattening chips, she might have gained 5 pounds by now. If this continued, she would be disgraced, bloated, VERY unpopular-

“Okay!” Sakura finally gasped, tugging sharply at her loose blue shirt.
“I don’t like anyone! Everyone in this room… including…-”
“-Yes?” The pink-haired girl in front of her cut in smoothly.
Sakura watched those fingers dangle the bag of chips tauntingly.
“… Especially not… Haruno Sakura.”
She almost wept as she heard her low, cold voice say it.

Everyone watched with slack mouths as Uchiha Sasuke turned his face away with a sigh and clutched his fingers close to his chest. His coal-black eyes blinked up at the ceiling in an expression of melancholic pain.

“Here.”
Chouji felt the bag being shoved at him and without bothering to say anything else or even glance back, Haruno Sakura was walking away. Her body swaggered with fluid grace towards the desk. And as the girl sat, she laced her fingers in front of her face. The look in her eyes, fixed, icy, mint-green.

Nobody said anything while the second bell was ringing.

And when the chuunin teacher, Iruka, finally entered the classroom followed by the loud, jumping bundle of orange-garb with explosive blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, hardly anyone straightened and took notice.

All eyes seemed to be interested in observing just two things today.
Or rather, to make descriptions justifiable… just two people.


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